Dr. Eiswerkzeug walked his new intern down the hall to his office. “As you can see,” he said, pointing to the glass-fronted cabinets that lined it, “I am a collector of medical curiosities.”
The intern stared at the leech jars and humor charts. “Did they really use all this stuff?”
Dr. Eiswerkzeug chuckled. “My, yes. Thankfully, medicine has advanced a great deal since then.”
They arrived at his office, and the doctor opened the door, exposing the shaking man waiting for them. “Mr. Gehirnmühe! Ready for your lobotomy?” He turned to the intern. “I keep the ice-pick in the closet.”
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